End of August
Turn the page, another chapter not much different from the others.
Variety is not an issue, boredom is what you hate.
I am what you hate...I am everything you hate.
Rust attacks the edges first then works its way into the interior oxidation death.
I die everyday for you so you can live, so you can leave it all behind.
For you I die everyday.
Turn the page, another chapter not much different from the others.
Turn the page.
